C231 (1/2)

In the surroundings, some of the people that returned late were relatively more lively.

I, too, am tired. I really need to catch my breath.

I have a knife in my hand, and I need to keep my breath when they come after me.

I don't know how the baby is, will it, tired; can it, hold on.

Don't know... The sky was full of Begonia, fluttering in the wind, delicate and weak.

Daughter Tang, beautiful branches, in the end, a drop into the mud into the ground.

As the car drove by, pieces of broken petals could be seen beneath the tires, spinning about in a desolate manner …

People came and went, only people looked up at the splendor of the branches, no one looked down to notice the crimson red underfoot.

With the wind blowing and the rain of flowers falling, who was he heading towards? The crabapple was speechless, the wind had yet to die.

His body felt a little cold. He had ran too far just now and was covered in sweat …

A SUV was parked next to me.

He drove forward a few meters.

It stopped again.

I strode on.

My path, just me and my baby... However, he still couldn't help but look at the parked car.

A man got out of the car. He was wearing a suit and a leather suit. His eyes were cold and grey. It was hard to see him clearly.

Her thin and delicate face held the same enticement as that of a night demon.

His straight back was more reliable than Mt. Tai.

He is my baby's father, my tyrannical guardian.

Me, biting my lip, feet still moving, forward... I don't know.

I couldn't even see what he looked like.

Baby, in the ”guru, guru” sound, as if, baby knows his father, a few steps away from the recognition.

Look at him, a man, coming toward me.

My brain felt like it had turned to mush, and I couldn't move it.

He seemed to be walking, but he didn't seem to be.

It was as if he was looking at him. It was as if his face had turned flat again, and he didn't know what to do.

Ever since my calmness was broken by him, perhaps, my strength was also broken by him.

Maybe, maybe not.

However, my mind isn't working very well right now.

”Quick!” Over there! ”

The howls of the wolves came from afar, probably coming from the underground well.

A string of angry curses bubbled like a biogas tank.

Yin Yijie was surprised for a moment. Then, he quickly walked over and grabbed my hand tightly. He then strode towards the car. His big hand was a little cold.

I have no desire to resist. My mind is still muddled.

He opened the door, stuffed me in, turned in front, stepped on the gas, and drove away.

He and I are leaving.

Everything was fine. He drove, and I sat behind him.

Everything was no longer so natural.

We were a foot and a half apart, but it was like we were separated by a wall, so thick that we couldn't feel each other's temperature.

We did not say a word. We did not speak a word.

Air also hesitated, not knowing if he should break the silence.

The car was still moving.

I sat quietly.

Looking at his back, his back slightly bent. My heart, is sore.

He's always been busy, of course I know that.

He's a man struggling, me, a woman behind him.

I shouldn't have asked him to stop, to think about everything for me, to think about me all the time.

He, Father …

He lowered his head and looked out the window. The wind was blowing and the crabapple was flying …

Car, drive to a place I do not know, willow Yi Yi Yi Yi gently swing, peach blossom piece flying all over the sky.

After a long while, he said:

”What are your plans?”

His voice was somewhat hoarse. Within his deep and low voice, there was a faint coldness, as if a spring night wind had just arrived.

I was stunned.

An inexplicable feeling, like a thin poisonous snake, crawled up from my back and drilled into my brain, cold and insidious.

The two drops of crystals were spinning around in his eye sockets.

I stared, not at him, but down at my belly, touching my baby, my eyes red.

The cold air froze the blood.

Trembling, touching a baby as unloved and unloved as me, I was speechless.

The blood cooled down, but his mind was clear.

Maybe I didn't think of anything.

After a long while, the long convoy was waiting for the traffic lights.

Yin Yijie turned his body slightly, grabbed my hand and approached my stomach.

Yin Yijie clenched his fist so tightly that it hurt.

His hands are so cold. Two drops. He couldn't help but drop down. I lost …

Yin Yijie, who was holding my hand all this time, kept clenching it tightly while his fingertips were trembling.

I felt it, and in the confusion and coldness I felt the slight movement of his fingertips.

His heart was trembling.

Tears fell like the rain, I, really want to jump into his arms, I, really want to nestle on his shoulder.

Me and the baby.

We all need him.

We need a complete home.

Tears, drops on the back of his hand, a splash of tiny flowers, called, Heartbreak.

I moved forward a little, pressing my stomach tighter against his hand.

Inside, it was his baby. The baby must also like his dad, right?

”Gulp …”

A small voice immediately responded to my thoughts.

Baby, I really like his dad.